set of flowers

Although it is the time when the sun is high, the frost is coming, and there is a little chill in the air.An Qingfeng took out the thin quilt kicked by Wei Lan lying on the bed to the end of the bed, and covered Wei Lan's waist and buttocks.

"Wang Meng is dead."

He slid across Wei Lan's face with his warm fingertips, lifting several strands of blue hair.

Wei Lan's face was calm, his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep, but An Qingfeng knew he was listening.

"Aren't you sad that your so-called adoptive father died?"

Wei Lan slowly opened his eyes, and said, "A traitor like me, do I have the right to feel sorry for him?"

"Mourning requires no qualifications."

"How did you die?"

"Suicide."

"Alright." At least the way of death is his own choice.

Wei Lan turned her back to An Qingfeng, her left face pressed her bent left arm, and at the same time she closed her eyes again, her right arm was also bent, covering her left face, as if she was about to fall into a deep sleep.

An Qingfeng didn't think that Wei Lan, who only woke up at noon, would get sleepy so soon, not to mention that with this posture, it was obvious that he just didn't want to have more conversations with him—it's been a month, and his patience and care for the past month, from beginning to end None of them could change Wei Lan's attitude towards him. Thinking of this, the resentment that had been suppressed for a long time turned into anger and suddenly rose——

"It was you who lied to me, you who used me, and you who betrayed me—why did you hate me in the end? Lan'er, what did this king do wrong?"

If it were someone else, An Qingfeng would definitely teach her a lesson without saying a word, so that she wouldn't get angry and would say this series of words in a good voice, trying to communicate well with the other party.

"Whether you did something wrong or not has nothing to do with whether I hate you or not—there are only two ways to end this hatred: let me go or kill me."

Now Wei Lan has become an abandoned son, and he has lost his mission, so there is no need to please An Qingfeng.

Hearing this, An Qingfeng stepped onto the bed, knelt on Wei Lan's thigh, and pinned Wei Lan's arms to the bed board with both hands - the incident happened suddenly, Wei Lan subconsciously turned his upper body with his movements, and looked at him.

"Since there is hatred without cause in the world, there is love without cause."

Wei Lan heard this and sneered: "Is your love too profuse and too cheap? Or is it that you are paranoid about me because this so-called love can't get a response only from me?"

"You know, it's not like that." Maybe it was because of the excessive anger that made An Qingfeng's eyes turn red...or maybe he was wronged because of being misunderstood.Looking at his expression, Wei Lan felt strange, but he didn't intend to give in, but said more forcefully: "Go find someone else! There are many people who have been spared by you, right! Go find them!"

Wei Lan was prepared to bear the consequences of angering An Qingfeng, but instead of being angry, An Qingfeng smiled: "Are you jealous?"

The word "jealous" turned Wei Lan's stomach upside down, and almost vomited An Qingfeng all over.He denied: "Does the prince think too much of himself?"

An Qingfeng leaned down and placed a light kiss on his lips.Wei Lan didn't dodge or avoid, but stared.

"Don't deny it, let me think about it for a while."

"roll."

An Qingfeng's anger had already subsided, he smiled, and kissed the corner of his mouth again: "Look how obedient I am, I haven't touched you for a month, right? Should Lan'er give me some rewards?" While talking, he untied Wei Lan's belt. Unexpectedly, Wei Lan, who was as obedient as a wooden man, pushed him vigorously, then kicked him away, and then rolled over and got out of bed.

With his back turned to him, Wei Lan said while tying his belt: "If you want to enjoy the joy of Wushan, there are many candidates in the backyard."

"You were the only one left in the mansion a month ago." An Qingfeng said, stepping on the floor with a smug expression.

He couldn't believe that Wei Lan hadn't noticed that the male pet in the prince's mansion had disappeared without a trace in such a long time. He thought Wei Lan asked this question just to confirm.

"Then leave the mansion, there will be many young men who are willing to please."

An Qingfeng stood up and approached him: "But it's not you."

"The body of the man is similar, it doesn't have to be me." Wei Lan stepped away, and An Qingfeng's outstretched hand disappeared.

An Qingfeng would not give up easily, he strode around in front of Wei Lan, holding Wei Lan's shoulders with his big hands: "Why pretend to be ignorant, you know what I mean."

Wei Lan couldn't avoid it, so he had no choice but to look away: "I'm not interested in knowing."

"I love you and only you—you know now."

An Qingfeng lifted his chin, bent down and kissed his pink lips, but the tip of her tongue couldn't pry his teeth open.An Qingfeng opened her closed eyes, only to see Wei Lan's eyes open, showing no intention of enjoying it at all. Seeing this, An Qingfeng let go, pressed her forehead against Wei Lan, and asked, "What do you really want?"

"Your kissing skills are not as good as his."

"Him?" An Qingfeng frowned.

Wei Lan raised his head, his eyes met An Qingfeng's, and there seemed to be a sneer in his eyes: "The prince is too self-righteous. I made it clear that I have no love for the prince, but the prince doesn't believe it... Can't you lose face? Make me petty? Lan This is not such a person——" His eyes turned cold, "I don't hate you, it's just disgust, it's the disgust that makes my stomach sick when you get close!"

An Qingfeng let go of him, Wei Lan took this opportunity to retreat, An Qingfeng raised his head and looked at him, but he, who was wary of this gaze, saw An Qingfeng slowly lowering his eyes, looking down at the ground motionless, not moving Yes, a drop of water drops on the ground and splashes.

He was crying, Wei Lan thought.

An Qingfeng's dejected look reminded Wei Lan of the fat boy he met under the gazebo by the lake... disgusted?He thought probably not to that extent, not to mention that his heart softened at this time... Perhaps what he loathed was only himself, but he was obsessed with torturing An Qingfeng, obsessed with humiliating An Qingfeng, trying to get something out of it. A little bit of pleasure... But the pleasure is vague and absurd, and after a moment, there is nothing but emptiness.

Their meeting was a lie from the very beginning, he lied to An Qingfeng when they first met, and later, they lied to each other.An Qingfeng has long known what he looks like under the mask, but still wants to watch him flatter and make fun of him for five full years.Now that the mask is broken, An Qingfeng still wants to expect him to be obedient and live as a puppet like before!

He will not admit such hypocritical love.

Wei Lan turned her back, and before she could take a step, she heard An Qingfeng ask: "Who is she, which prostitute?"

"It's a man."

After Wei Lan finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room. After a long time, he heard An Qingfeng turn around, so he said, "If you kill him—"

An Qingfeng stopped in her tracks.

"I'll go with him."

An Qingfeng was silent, strode away, and said coldly: "You can't go anywhere, how can you hear about his life and death?"

When An Qingfeng walked away, Wei Lan couldn't hear the sound of footsteps, so he turned around and looked into the distance, and murmured: "It seems that he has done something bad..."

He shook his head, thinking, since a year ago, when he went out, An Qingfeng would not send anyone to follow him. If someone really watched behind his back, An Qingfeng would not have the question of "who" today... He and that The landlord just met by chance, how can there be any signs?

...hope you are safe and sound.

——Wei Lan sat beside Hua Qianshu, and when Hua Qianshu turned his head to talk to him, he suddenly kissed him. He thought he would be beaten, but Hua Qianshu raised his hand only to support his back The kiss was deeper... This kiss was passionate and full of provocation, Wei Lan thought...

Earlier, he received a message from his father, knowing that his death was approaching.Before dying, or after having a drink with Hua Qianshu, he thought, he can have sex with a man, but at least this man is his choice-for the last time, he will not be a hanging silk puppet for people to play with.

But after the man stopped kissing, he didn't make the next move he thought. He just wiped his wet lips with his thumb, then curled up his index finger to wipe away the tears that he didn't know when to slip out, and said softly: " If this kind of thing can't make you feel happy, why force yourself to do it?"

……

Wei Lan probably couldn't have imagined that the "gentle gentleman" he thought would begin to ask himself to blame after a few days of not seeing him: why didn't he be dealt with right then and there?

Even if Hua Qianshu talks about men, it doesn't matter, but as a "picky eater", it is difficult for him to become interested in men. After promising with his elder brother Hua Qianmo not to take the initiative to shoot women, his hunting range has been significantly reduced.It is rare that there are men who can interest him and offer themselves, but they are pushed away by him-now he feels uncomfortable when he thinks of "being honest" with a man with the same body as him. It becomes necessary to be that person.

However, there are more important things than that right now.

"Don't say what you said is what I mean." Hua Qianshu frowned.

"That's what it means." Hua Qianyu was about to pour himself a cup of tea when he remembered that there was wine in the pot, so he beckoned and asked the waiter for a pot of oolong tea.

"Don't say that man is the Fourth Prince."

Hua Qianyu pretended to be surprised: "Brother Shu is amazing, it is indeed His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince."

Hua Qianshu was silent for a while at Hua Qianyu's pretentious smiling face, and said: "It seems that you have made up your mind to be a male favourite."

"Who said that with the fourth prince, you have to be a male favourite?"

"Otherwise, do you expect His Majesty to give you a marriage with a smile? Or the future emperor smiles at his important officials and his brothers? Or the subjects of Daning smile and watch the prime minister flirt with the emperor?"

Hua Qianyu added: "Maybe Brother Shu smiled and watched Dad break my leg with his staff."

Hua Qianshu nodded, and drank another glass of wine: "It seems that you also understand."

"But I just like him, not to mention the love between the two, I have to give up—Brother Shu knows Qianyu's temperament, and Qianyu won't follow him."

Love each other?

Hua Qianshu would not feel happy for the temporary smoothness of his younger brother's relationship, but only sighed why the fourth prince was also playing around with him--the figure of the fourth prince appeared in Hua Qianshu's mind, and it was no wonder that his family suddenly Why is the younger brother attracted.

"Since you asked about the practice among men...how far have you gone?"

If it's just on a whim, facing a man, there is a possibility that you will be intimidated by the appearance of the other party taking off his clothes.

"Qianyu is not as thick-skinned as Brother Shu."

At this time, the waiter from the shop came over and put down the teapot.

Hua Qianyu pushed away the porcelain cup that had been filled with wine in front of him, picked up a new cup that was upside down on the plate, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Brother Shu, just answer." After finishing speaking, he drank the tea and felt Yes, I poured another drink.

Hua Qianshu didn't want to honestly answer that he was inexperienced, so he only said what he thought he knew: "It's almost like sex with a man and a woman."

Talking about what he wanted to hear, Hua Qianyu got excited: "What should we do between men and women?"

Hua Qianshu didn't know when to pull out the fan in his sleeve, and pushed the folding fan away. The fan blocked Hua Qianyu who was about to approach, and also hid his guilty self. He asked, "Didn't those miscellaneous books you read say that?"

"I have seen some, but the higher ups don't say much."

Although he has some interest in the biography of the market, most of the books he read are not owned by himself, but borrowed from serious places such as college halls and library cabinets. These books rarely mention the love between men and women.Besides, how could Hua Qianyu, who didn't even know the structure of a woman's body, understand those vague obscenities?

Seeing that Hua Qianyu didn't know anything, Hua Qianshu immediately became more confident. He put away his fan, and patted Hua Qianyu's shoulder earnestly: "Let Brother Shu give you a book of spring paintings, which contain the poses you want to learn. There must be many."

"posture?"

Hua Qianshu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Knowledge." After finishing speaking, he suddenly became serious again: "If you don't want to hurt His Royal Highness, you shouldn't mess around at this time."

"Why? It also depends on the right time and place?"

Hua Qianyu became more and more suspicious that Hua Qianshu was fooling him.

"He's not physically mature enough to take it."

Although it is still unclear how "unable to bear it", Hua Qianyu blushed immediately after hearing these words, and it took a while to suppress the corner of his mouth with a shy smile, and asked: "When will it be considered...familiar?" gone?"

Looking at the appearance of the young Huaichun in front of him, Hua Qianshu's mood is very strange, but even more funny, which can also be seen from his expression.

"When he doesn't grow up in a year, maybe he will be familiar!"

Hua Qianshu got up and left his seat, and Hua Qianyu followed him downstairs.

"Where is this going?"

"I'll find spring paintings for you."

"So fast?"

"By the way, get rid of you."

Hua Qianyu thought: Do you think I am someone who can pester you?

Before leaving the gate of the main building, Hua Qianyu felt someone following behind him. He thought it was an illusion, but after walking a few steps outside, he was stopped by someone: "Hua Supervisor."

Can you still meet your colleagues?

Hua Qianyu turned around, and saw that it was a strange young man, but he still made a bow, and was about to ask the person's identity, the man took the initiative to introduce: "I am the minister of Dali Temple, Zhuge Xingyun, named Liufeng, and Supervisor Hua in the court hall. Let's meet once."

Is he the new Minister of Dali Temple? "Below"?Are the current third-rank officials so ignorant?Is this person [-] to [-] years old, and the official worships the third grade?Even if you know that the current sage is optimistic about young talents, is it too exaggerated?Even his eldest brother, who had won the first prize at that time and had been an official for [-] years, had not been able to become a regular official for six years. Is this person... a liar?How did the charlatan know his identity as the supervisory censor?

Maybe it was because Hua Qianyu was silent for too long, Zhuge Xingyun's eyes had already fallen on Hua Qianshu.

Hua Qianshu didn't want to deal with bureaucrats that had nothing to do with business, not to mention he was from Dali Temple. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the man ask, "This is..."

Without looking back, Hua Qianshu also knew that this person was asking him.

"This is..." Hua Qianyu didn't know how to introduce him for a moment.To be honest, the three of them look alike, but Hua Qianshu doesn't want to be known about his real background, and just wants to be an honest businessman.

Hua Qianshu turned around before Hua Qianyu could make up a so-so, pushed away the paper fan, covered half of his face with the four big characters "Fire Tree Silver Flower", smiled and said, "I'm next to Yinhuo, nice to meet you."

I don't know if it was Hua Qianyu's illusion, Zhuge Xingyun's eyes seemed to be red, but one thing is obviously true, that is, Zhuge Xingyun stared at Hua Qianshu and didn't look away for a long time.

Hua Qianyu backed away quietly, backed up behind Hua Qianshu, covered his face with Hua Qianshu's back, and asked in a low voice, "Are you robbing women?"

Hua Qianshu, who was hiding behind the folding fan, also responded in a low voice: "Your brother, I never touch a married woman." His tone was vicious, but his eyes were still smiling.

Zhuge Xingyun suddenly came back to his senses and bowed: "Xingyun—I'm sorry."

"Xingyun?" Zhuge Xingyun?

Hua Qianshu displayed the special four characters "Zhuge Xingyun" in his mind, and the person in front of him gradually matched his memory.

Hearing his call, Zhuge Xingyun raised his head suddenly, only to see him haha: "Hahaha...good name--I still have something to do, see you later." Hua Qianshu stepped back and accidentally bumped into the Hua Qianyu, Hua Qianyu bowed to Zhuge Xingyun, and left with his elder brother.

After hastily walking down the stone steps, Hua Qianshu said to Hua Qianyu: "You are right, I stole his woman."